
By David Glenn Cox
When the light comes on the roaches scatter. Like a divorce, the breakup melds into factions. Some run to the less Twump side. But the extremist are willing to fight it out, down someone else’s last dollar. To a Fascist cult, extremism is everything. To get ahead in today’s Fascist Republican cult, you must out extreme all the other moderate extremists for any chance to get ahead. You laugh at Alex Jones and call him a Liberal pussy and you fart in the general direction of Tucker (TV Dinner) Carlson.
You don’t like Tucker much but wouldn’t call in a “hit” on him. From day one, they’ve been told the cult is under attack. People are out to get the cult, even people on the inside. No one is to be trusted. Our enemies are everywhere, and it all boils down to loyalty. “Are you going to make that Kool Aide or are you going to just run away when orange daddy needs you most?” Deadenders headed the wrong way, down a one-way street.
Rallying the troops for a resolution to claw back Wisconsin’s ten electoral votes from the 2020 election. To dream the impossible dream, to run where the brave dare not go! To fight with his last ounce of courage! I hate to burst your bubble there, Robert Goulet. But that thing, that thing with Mike Pence on January 6th. That was the official finish line, and the election is now, officially over. The end fin, complete, over and history. You can claw back your votes at the same window where you ask for your refund in Vegas. “I believe that slot machine of yours was malfunctioning, I didn’t win once. So, if you’ll just give me my money back, I’ll get out of your way.”
Grown folks know that’s not going to happen. (We have wonder weapons yah! Just you wait and see!) Telling them that the lost cause is not lost! “I’ve traded all my Yankee money for Confederate bonds and now the First National Bank of Richmond is closed!” It’s just a temporary evacuation of Atlanta, just till the war is over. Why any day now, we’ll just claw back our votes and then the other states, will claw back their votes and then Twump will be President again!
Of the two Wisconsin Republicans, one is running for Governor and the other running his mouth for Chapter President of the Twump Butt Boi Association. Fired from a cannon, they can only go… out there. They have two very clear choices. They can either slowly back away from Twump, while issuing comforting non-offensive, non-threatening statements. Or stay the course! “Let’s make 2022, the year we finally win the 2020 election!”
It is really reaching rock bottom, end of the line bankruptcy, when you start telling the faithful the impossible is possible. It’s one thing to promise them a job or a school or a highway, but it’s another to promise to turn an election around that’s already in the books. “Two rocket ships in every garage! We’re going to turn this all around, you’ll see! Then Twump will be President again, and JFK Jr. can be his vice-president or whomever else we can dig up.”
Sure, why not? If you’re going to bilk the faithful, bilk the faithful. Do it right or don’t do it at all! And if elected, I’ll work to make Twump President again!
What sort of fantasy is this? A rubbery world, where everything is malleable and squishy. We can make up the rules as we go. We can redo the election if we want! Sure, vote for me and I’ll make that happen. Curses foiled again! Who knew, you couldn’t relitigate an election already in the books?
These are the deadenders, suburbanites from Jonestown who haven’t read the paper yet. Sentries out on the pickets, who still believe the war isn’t really over. As Joan Baez sings, “The Night They Drove Old Twumpy Down and all the lawyers were singing!” Selling smoke, grifting off the cob of the grift.
Those Republicans think Wisconsin should do away with the state’s election commission! They think Wisconsin should do away with voting machines. Voting machines are bad! You can’t trust machines or electricity. It was voting machines what said Twump lost the election! We need paper ballots, because no one could ever cheat with paper ballots.
Mimicking in a monkey see monkey do mockery scenario, regurgitating the same lies already disproven a hundred times over and over. “And if elected, I’ll get Mike Lindell to oversee all our elections!”
But there is a hole in the fabric of the universe, as the dirigible Twumpdenberg approaches the mooring mast. Twump’s long time accounting firm has pulled up stakes. Saying, “We just wrote down whatever they told us! So, those last ten years of Twump Tax returns? Who knows, there could be some truth in there. But we’ve been lied to more than the New York State Boxing Commission. And we think we hear our mother’s calling. And so, think its best at this point, that we should go home now. Last Call: Abandon ship! Abandon ship, this is no drill!
Ain’t no bank or Credit Union, Savings and Loan institution or Russian Mafia affiliate, that will lend the Twump organization one ruble, without a legitimate financial statement. And effective immediately, Twump ain’t got one. Come hell or high water, the Twump organization is a doomed wounded vessel. There is no recovery from this unless, they discover oil on every single Twump property. I hope this time when Twump bankrupts. They make him watch those videos online. “Tools for better credit management!”
The sun is setting on the Orange Empire. It’s end of days. Terminally wounded financially, and bleeding out. Terminally wounded politically, and rapidly becoming the ghost in the grainery. Now a hero only to the defenders of the faith and the daughters of the Second American Confederacy.
The orange empire slowly sinks beneath the horizon, while deadenders fight stop time. Twump’s time in the sun is over, and the end is approaching.
Leaving pockets of the faithful deadenders behind. To fight a rear guard action, still fighting to stop time. To bring back the good ole days and make Twump President again. “Tell me about the rabbits again George, tell me about how were gonna have a ranch. And Twump’s gonna be President again, isn’t he George?”
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“What is objectionable, what is dangerous about extremists is not that they are extreme, but that they are intolerant. The evil is not what they say about their cause, but what they say about their opponents.”
― Robert F. Kennedy

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